Blood on the queen's lace

[asakiyume]

I discovered this freaky Queen Anne's lace blossom growing beside a very-little-traveled road. It's the sort of thing that would be used in augury, a prophecy that can't bode well. As stillnotbored remarked, little-traveled roads are great places to dispose of inconvenient bodies. The blossom is proclaiming that the truth will out?



And here are my favorites, the foxtail grasses, golden macro-paramecia, playing in the sun.



ETA: Nope, not for real--see next entry. If only the spray painter knew how well their prank succeeded!

Comments

[heliopausa.livejournal.com]

What a grim thought! (Though your discovery might be botanically exciting? Maybe it can be named asakeyumii.)

Do you know the Eleanor Farjeon verses that run through several months, and end:

She laughed at me, she blushed at me
with such a pretty grace
that I kissed her in September
through the Queen's own lace.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

What sweet lines! No, I didn't know those--thanks for sharing them.

See my reply (http://asakiyume.livejournal.com/801710.html?thread=20744366#t20744366) to mnfaure's comment, above... I've suddenly grown suspicious that maybe it's not genuine and that I'm participating in a hoax. I need to go back and look at it again, more carefully--if it's still there.

[amaebi.livejournal.com]

Oh,I haven't thought of that poem for ages and ages. :)